Archive for February, 2012

I Hate #%*&!<" MOVING!!!

- February 20th, 2012

When I was a kid we moved a lot.  Pop was a member of the Armed Forces, so every three years or so, he’d arrive home with new marching orders. 

I Hate Moving!

The regiment was on the move, another ‘rotation’…time to clean up, pack up and git!

Now, as I remember, this was no big deal, at least not for me.  The military inspectors paraded through giving our temporary abode the white glove treatment, mom tossed some things in a suitcase and off we went.   

While we did do some packing, it wasn’t much.  As we walked out the door, the boys from Allied swarmed in, wrapping and stuffing our stuff into boxes and barrels.  And they packed EVERYTHING!  I recall after one move, unwrapping an ashtray… still full of cigarette butts!

But, I digress. (Sorry about that…had a Carol moment)  As I said, back then, making a move was no biggie.  For kids, moving can even be fun, an adventure, new destinations to be explored.

NOW, however, as an adult, it’s one humongous, pain in the tuckus!  A discomfort to the backside I prayed I wouldn’t suffer again, ‘til the kids (bless ‘em) packed me off to Sunset (you’ll love it, dad!) Haven.Carol's Closet!If you check the list of the most stressful times in a person’s life, you’ll find “moving” in the top five!  For me, right now, it’s a runaway at number one!

Of course, what people hate MOST about moving, is not the move itself, but the preparation, the packing.  What goes, what stays, what to toss, what to keep?

For me, the latter is the most difficult… as I’m married to (and no man could be more fortunate) a pack rat!

I haul it (junk) out… she hauls it back!  No matter that we haven’t used or even SEEN an item (piece of junk) in 11-years … “We might need it, some day!”

Needless to say, I can’t wait till this move is over.

And, oh yes, to the good folk at Sunset Haven, just a heads up… you may want to triple your storage space!

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Iranian Boss Boneheads Ban Bart!

- February 7th, 2012

First, it was Barbie.  Now, Iran’s mildew-minded Mullahs, are going after… The Simpsons!

Up Yours!

In their futile effort to stem “western intoxication”, the Republic’s top dogs (oops, my bad) have ordered the morality hounds (doh!) to sniff out any likeness of the Springfield clan… “Diese Bart Simpson puppe ist Verboten!” (Please employ Farsi accent)

According to one, Mohammad Hossein Farjoo, Secretary for Policy-making at the Institute for the Intellectual (gasp) Development of Children and Young Adults (phew!), The Simpsons, like Barbie, are corroding the morals of Iranian youts.

However, Herr Farjoo, who oversees what Iranian rug rats can play with, does give a nod of approval to some American action figures… like Superman and Spiderman.  The Farj points out, that unlike The Simpsons, who are a self-centered, irreligious bunch, The Man of Steel and Spidey battle for the oppressed!


Obviously, the Wacko-tollah and his gang of religious, Nazi-like numbnuts, are unfamiliar with the meaning of “oppressed”.

OBVIOUSLY, they fail to realize, that if Superman were real, if he in fact did exist… THEY WOULDN’T!  He’d punt their tight tuckuses (tucki?) to infinity and beyond!

Full Moon Over Tehran

He’s not faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, or able to leap tall buildings in a single bound, but Bart Simpson packs a punch.  Just the thought, of his defiant, cheeky comeback gaining a foothold, scares the Hell out of Tehran.



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